Is He Really The Protagonist?

After eating, Xiao Bosheng's head still ached slightly, and the fatigue caused by using Star Pupils also hit his brain in waves.

He sent a message to Tang Yubing and declined her game invitation, saying that he was not feeling well and took a rest early.

Jiangcheng is not a city that often snows, but the weather in the twelfth lunar month still forms a layer of ice on the windows.

In the early morning, before the sun appeared from the horizon, it had already shed light without temperature on the earth.

Xiao Bosheng was sweating profusely in bed. He suddenly opened his eyes and saw the familiar ceiling.

After lifting the quilt and sitting up, he realized that his pajamas were soaked with sweat. He looked at the time and saw that it was just six o'clock.

Sitting on the bed in a daze, he had a nightmare. When he woke up, the dream was blurred and he could only remember two figures.

In the bathroom, he simply rinsed off the sweat from his body, changed into pajamas, and then lay back on the bed.

He tossed and turned a few times, but he couldn't fall asleep any more. Snow Gun was lying on his bed beside the bed, sleeping soundly.

Xiao Bosheng stretched out his hand and gently stroked Xue Qiang's head. She opened her eyes, glanced at Xiao Bosheng, and continued to sleep.

Because he couldn't sleep, Xiao Bosheng began to think about his own problems again, and unknowingly he was lost in thought.

"Meow?"

Xiao Posheng blinked and saw the snow gun squatting in front of him.

"Meow!"

"Okay, okay, I'm not going to sleep anymore. Get up now. Really, I asked you to eat more last night. You're hungry early in the morning."

Not knowing who he was talking about in the last sentence, Xiao Bosheng habitually picked up his phone and looked at the time.

"What the hell?"

Anyone who looked at the time and found that he had been lying down for six hours would exclaim like this, not to mention that Xiao Bosheng knew that he was not asleep, but just thinking about problems.

Tang Yubing sent several messages in Weixin.

An Yang: "Good morning, Master."

An Yang: "Hey, master hasn't gotten up yet?"

An Yang: "Wow, Master, you can actually sleep in."

An Yang: "Master, are you still feeling uncomfortable?"

An Yang: "Master, are you okay?"

An Yang: "Worry.JPG"

Seeing these messages of concern, Xiao Bosheng's chest felt warm. Just as he was about to reply, a strange call came into his cell phone.

Looking at the phone, Xiao Posheng was stunned for a moment and then picked it up.

A familiar voice came from the phone, with a hint of worry: "Xiao Bosheng?"

Xiao Bosheng's lips curled up: "It's me."

The person on the other side seemed relieved: "Master, are you okay?"

"It's okay, I'm as strong as an ox."

After confirming that he was fine, Tang Yubing's tone was a little playful: "Then why don't you reply to my message? Do you not want me to be your apprentice?"

"How is it possible? I am the only disciple like you. I didn't sleep well last night. I woke up in the morning without energy. I took a nap and that's it now." Xiao Posheng explained briefly.

"Oh." This word that often appeared in the chat between the two people sounded a bit silly when it came out of Tang Yubing's mouth. Xiao Bosheng couldn't help but laugh.

"why are you laughing?"

After restraining himself for a moment, Xiao Bosheng replied: "This is our first phone call."

Before they met, when they were playing games together, Tang Yubing complained to him that she was usually bored, but sometimes it was inconvenient to play games.

He gave Tang Yubing his phone number and said that he didn't have many things to do. If she had nothing to do, she could call him to chat and relieve her boredom.

Tang Yubing also remembered this incident and said with a smile: "Yes, Master, do you know what I thought when I said I could call you if I had nothing to do?"

"What do you think?"

It seemed that the idea at that time made her happy. Before Tang Yubing could speak, a chuckle came from the phone: "I was thinking, can I ask for a girl's phone number like this?"

"ah?"

Hearing his surprise, Tang Yubing on the other side of the phone laughed happily. The two chatted casually for a few more words, and then a voice called her came from the background.

"My mom asked me to help. We'll talk to you later."

Xiao Posheng responded, and he naturally heard the voice calling her.

Tang Yubing hung up the phone. Xiao Posheng got out of bed and added some cat food to Xue Qiang's rice bowl. He also opened the goat milk he bought yesterday and added it in. Xue Qiang, who had been waiting for a long time, started to enjoy his... breakfast?

I simply ordered myself some noodles and ate them, not bothering to wash the dishes. Lying on the sofa with a lollipop in his mouth, Xiao Bosheng couldn't help but fall into memories again.

After completely filtering the past memories last night, and now looking at his memories after crawling out of Wuyang Lake, Xiao Bosheng suddenly realized.

Why is his character so different from Earth's Xiao Bosheng and Blue Star Xiao Bosheng? It's because he is a brand new soul, a brand new Xiao Bosheng.

The memory of the past is his experience, but it is not him.

As he was thinking, he felt a pain on his face. He retracted his thoughts, and the snow gun squatted on his knees, raising his left front paw.

"Snowgun, you actually tickled me? All these days have been in vain!"

"Meow?"

"I don't care. I was just thinking about it for a while, and then you scratched me. Your heart is like an ice cube that cannot hold any heat. There is no love left."

"Meow!"

"Okay, okay, because you care about me, I will forgive you this time."

"Meow⁓"

After getting up, washing the dishes and chopsticks and placing them in the drain basin, Xiao Bosheng threw the plastic rod in his mouth into the trash can. You have to find something to do for yourself, otherwise it won't work to think about the philosophical question of who I am.

Seeing the mobile phone lying quietly on the table, Xiao Bosheng had an idea.

I took out a few blank A4 papers from the cabinet to write and draw. After a few dozen minutes, Xingchen updated a news: the new song "Life is Like a Summer Flower" is expected to be released in February, and the comic series "Naruto" will be released in February. This account will be updated starting from the third day of the month.

Of course, he blocked Tang Yubing's account for this update. When he was in the county, he knew about Tang Yubing's small website account.

The reason why she was blocked was because she felt that she had to prepare for the postgraduate entrance examination instead of doing these things. If she was discovered, she would inevitably say something.

He is a person with superpowers. Why should he devote himself to learning such a thing?

The reason for posting the song is that he initially accumulated fans through his songs, so naturally he cannot forget his original intention.

He is a brand new Xiao Bosheng, born only four months ago. The world has given him a new life, and he should be as gorgeous as a summer flower, as dazzling as a flame streaking across the horizon.

Naruto, the full name of Naruto, is a passionate anime suitable for all ages created by Masashi Kishimoto, a Japanese cartoonist on earth. Although the plot is somewhat controversial, he still decided to bring this work that has received more praise than criticism. to the world.

After clicking out all the red dots on his personal homepage, it was worth mentioning that Zhou Waner sent an audio clip. He clicked on it and listened to it. It was Ji Xiaoxiang singing a cappella "As Long as Ordinary."

The voice is quiet, clear, gentle and ethereal.

Xiao Bosheng gave an evaluation and gave some suggestions on the emotional processing of some lyrics.

The other party didn't reply, presumably because he didn't check his phone, so Xiao Bosheng naturally didn't mind.

Ji Xiaoxiang's singing gave him the idea to implement his sudden flash of inspiration.

Locked the phone, put the key in his pocket, took Qianmian out of the bag, and tapped it between his eyebrows. After some deformation and shrinkage, it looks like a pendant hanging on the waist. The jacket hung down, covering it underneath.

Snow Gun squatted on the arm of the sofa and watched his movements.

"I'm going out, do you want to come with me?"

"Meow⁓" The snow gun jumped into his hand three or two times. Xiao Bosheng raised it to his shoulder. The snow gun quickly got into his hat, revealing his little head.

He had to buy a guitar and the things he needed to draw comics while most shops were still closed, otherwise it might take a week.

When he stopped by the library and Xingfu Community to take a look, he always had a feeling that these two inexplicable investigation tasks were related to that kind of 'artificial spiritual beast'.

Don't ask, it's just a man's intuition.

After taking a look at the small room, which was empty and tidy, and making sure that there was nothing he needed to take, he went out.